sitting here smoking, got me thinking…
what’s life?
where’s the meaning?
where’s all the happiness?
what’s with the wars & constant fighting?
I’ve got a voice, I want people to hear me…
I’m surrounded by fools though
it’s just so much irony
mates tell me take it easy
I want answers now though too end my misery
it’s a mystery to me
7billion people on the planet but I feel so lonely
people start clapping at the words I’m writing
no one’s processing the message I’m relaying
so I say nothing hold it in & carry on imploding